I have animal crackersAnd the birthday cake that I bought from WalmartI've got all of my lanterns to turn greenAnd I'll wait until sunset for you to open your invitationsI don't want you to think I'm a creepPlease don't run away from meI got chicken wings,fried in canola oil to bringI close my eyes so I won't feel the hurt I won't seeI bite my tongue,I hope that you would come I can't breatheAnd when I thought that I could try and send out invitationsI realized that nobody likes me parties in the basementI still have lots of cake left over,I don't wanna say itBut I'm complacent, I will stay and I will make the payment,soPlease don't run away from meI got chicken wings, fried incanola oil,still burningI close my eyes so I won't feel the hurt, I won't seeA by night song,I hope that you would come, I can't breatheLayers don't run away from me I got chicken wings,but he cannot hold to breatheI close my eyes so I won't feel the hurtI won't see A bite, not so,I hope that you would come I can't breathe